Chords for Wade Bowen performs "All That's Left" on The Texas Music Scene

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Wade Bowen [G] gives a ton of credit to his band when he's [A] asked about his live show.
They recently put on a great one for us at the [F] Texas Music Theater in San Marcos.
[G] Here's Wade with his take on [A] the song, All That's Left, from his album, The Given. _
All That's Left.
All That's Left is, [D] uh_ _
I think this pretty [A] much _ _ symbolizes Wade Bowen over the years.
The [D] intensity, the lyrical-driven, intense [G] song that [Dm] is lonely and heartbroken [A]
and very moody.
I [G] love the feel behind this.
I [D] try to create a story with this, [A] where I try to paint some more pictures with this.
So the guy [G] literally just roaming the streets [C] because there's nothing else to do.
His going home was [D] just awful.
[F] And I feel it.
You know, like you play here in San [G] Marcos or play in the [A] streets of Chicago.
Every time we play this, it always just feels like it fits within [F] the city that we're in.
Just roaming the streets of someone [G] that can [A]
find something better to do than to go home.
_ Okay, here we go.
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_ _ _ _ _ Heading out, another night has fallen.
[C#m] _ These empty arms have got something [A] to prove.
[E] _ _
They're all that's left of loving you. _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ [E] I wash this jacket half a hundred times.
[C#m] But your smell don't fade away [A] like the blue.
_ _ [B] And it's all [A] that's left of [E] loving you. _ _ _
_ _ _ [C#m] _ I turn to [A]
sidewalks of [E] memories.
Walk these [B] crowded streets to give [C#m] empty.
I talk to [A] strangers, lean on old [E] friends.
They hide the [B] silence that comes creeping in [A] the room.
_ [B] And it's all [A] that's left of [E] loving you. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ I swear I'm good, she bought me for no reason.
_ [C#m] They're looking ragged, so the warmth will [A] cling true.
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They're all [A] that's left of [E] loving you.
A _ _ _ _ _ _ man plays guitar on the corner, [C#m] he must feel like me.
He's only playing leaving [A] tunes.
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They're all [A] that's left of [E] loving you. _ _ _
_ _ _ [C#m] I turn to [A]
sidewalks of [E] memories.
Walk these [B] crowded streets to give [C#m] empty.
I talk to [A] strangers, lean on old [E] friends.
They hide the silence [B] that comes creeping in [A] the room.
_ [B] And it's all that's [A] left of [C#m] loving you. _ _ _
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_ _ _ [C#m] Yeah, I turn to [A] _
sidewalks of [E] memories.
Walk these [B] crowded streets to give empty.
[C#m] I talk to [A] strangers, lean on [E] old friends.
They hide the silence [B] that comes creeping in [A] the room.
_ [B] And it's all that's [A] left of [C#m] loving you. _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [B] Yeah, it's all that's [A] left of [E] loving you. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Closing time, stumble to the taxi.
[C#m] _ Tell the driver, out of his lane, [A] 1202.
Cause _ [E]
it's all that's [A] left of loving _ you.
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